We Are The Protagonists Of The World Mga Nobela at Kwento

We sat there, two people who had killed each other in different ways across two lives, admitting it out loud instead of hiding it under duty or curses. “We saved the world we live in,” I said finally. “Now we have to save the people we are in it.” He huffed a soft laugh. “That sounds harder.” “It is,” I said. “Unfortunately, there’s no prophecy for that.” “Just you,” he said. “And you,” I replied. He turned his head. Our foreheads touched. “We go slow,” I said. “We don’t pretend it doesn’t hurt. We don’t pretend to break the curse and fix everything that broke us.”

And for the first time since this nightmare began, I did not care. Let her wait. Let them all wait. We were done being prey. Now we became the hunters. Even if the entire world stood against us.

"But I know what we do: we keep fighting. We keep trying. Because the alternative is surrender, and that's not who we are." "What if being who we are means dying?" He was quiet for a long moment. Then: "Then at least we die ourselves, not corrupted. Not remade into something wrong. That has to count for something." It didn't feel like it counted for anything. But I kept getting up. Kept healing. Kept fighting. And every day, I could feel the Primordials getting closer to breaking through completely. Getting closer to the moment when they'd be able to force the rift between worlds open permanently.

"I brought people who want to stop a massacre. Their species doesn't matter." "You've betrayed everything we are. Everything we stand for." "No. I've embraced what we should be. Better than our worst impulses. Better than hatred and violence." "Then you're a fool. And your child will grow up in a world that destroys them for what they are." "My child will grow up in a world I'm building. One where species doesn't define worth. Where cooperation matters more than domination." "That world doesn't exist." "Not yet. But it will. If people like me keep fighting for it."

I’m not exactly sure what that means, but it sounds like the world is open for us to do whatever we want to do, to become whatever we want to become. I want to become an elite member of the Tech Team, employed by the Council to fight against the bad guys of the world. I want to do my part to make this world a better place. I know from my family that there are a lot of bad Alphas out there. I know from working with the Tech Team that there are a lot of bad people, in general, out there. If I can do something to make this world a better place, I want to do it. Even if it is so scary that I feel nauseous.

I owed them honesty. "This isn't ending by itself." No one looked surprised. "You all know that." Another quiet nod moved through the room. "I won't promise easy days ahead." Because I couldn't. "I won't promise quick victories." Because those didn't exist. "But I will promise this." I let my gaze settle on each person in turn. "We decide what kind of people we are." Not our enemies. Not fear. Not circumstances. Us. I drew a slow breath. "We protect each other."

"We need a revolution. We need every pack in hiding, and every human who hasn't been touched by the primer yet." I looked at Torin and Cane. “We have to wake the world up, one pack at a time." The weight of the task ahead was staggering. "To save the world," I whispered, staring at the blue glow of the Heights on the screen, "we’re going to need a bigger army."

“Thought you might need the Unbound’s voice at the table.” I looked at Kael, at my daughters, at the growing coalition. “This is really happening,” I said. “We’re actually going to fix this broken world.” “We’re going to do more than try,” Kael said, pulling me close. “We’re going to succeed. For them.” Luna and Aurora slept on, unaware their existence had started a revolution. But they would know soon enough. And I’d make sure they understood they weren’t born to be weapons or tools or symbols.

"You're going to get hurt, and I'm not going to be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to you again, so I'm fighting this battle alone, Lisa!" Lisa yelled as she moved closer to him, oblivious to the pain coursing through her veins from her injured tummy. "Mr. CEO! It's you and me against the world. If you want to fight this battle, we fight it together. If you want to catch the motherfucker who is behind all of this, we do it together! I'd rather die by your side than die alone because I can't live without you and I'm certain as hell that you can't live without me."